Long Helmeted Poems

 Translation of Eric Mottram’s HOMAGE TO PAUL ELUARD by T. Wignesan

(Note: Here, I retain EM’s translations into English from Paul Eluard’s poems and his source language quotations from “this vital spirits…” onwards, for, according...

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Who suggests a trip back...rides to this bit of nostalgia in the middle years of the Great Depression aboard a Chicago elevated train, "the El." We hurdle head-long above asphalt blanketed streets that are determined...

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God’s country, a volcano who turned herself into a lovely lake 
                       ...

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If ever I had to have a country victim of pedophily : LXXXVI

[Note: 216,000 cases of pedophily, perpetrated by the clergy, have been recorded by the Catholic Church in France since 1950.]

If ever I had to...

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In a royal antibacterial waste machine one must wait for the willing vibrancy of the whistling seal. Dressed neatly in a three piece suit he sits on a rock and calls to the breezes on...

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A CLASSIC SUMMER IN GREECE

               Viciousness and mystery erupt on arid soil.
         ...

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© 2010 (Jim Sularz)

A morning meadow - tall, red-yellow speckled,
now, humbled low by the wind.

Conifer sundials – mirrored shadows, slowly stretching, dancing, and then diminishing - along blurred edges of a lush, flowing sea.

Feathered, high...

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			Naked death


…the barred and sealed cattle wagons
							disgorge
at the Konzentrazionslager
						            the faux pas relief
    from urine mud faeces sweat and tears
unkempt armpits...

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Yup, you red correctly,
     this noggin must go
     perhaps donated
     to the Salvation Army, or Good Will
cuz, said atrophied cranial
   ...

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I was one of the cool set,
navy blue duffle coat, scarf around
my neck, seated at a table
in Pepe's Coffee Lounge
discussing Baudelaire 
and T.S. Eliot and the demise 
of the political elites.
The conscription ballot hung 
over...

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Gladiators of the numbered turf
Helmeted heads and padded limbs
22 soldiers on the field
No more, no less, at any time
All have stadiums they call their homes.

Swift of foot and quick of mind
A scoreboard keeps the points...

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Ten men in all
They formed his crew
Some were short
And some were tall

Half were on the left
Half on the right
Working together
They were tight

Padded for protection 
Helmeted for safety
Robed in commonness 
They were shielded to win

Two of...

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Ten men in all
They formed his crew
Some were short
And some were tall

Half were on the left 
Half on the right
Working together
They were tight

Padded for protection
Helmeted for safety
Robed in commonness
They were shielded to win

Two of them...

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He was withdrawing;
inside his eyes he cleaned the glass of his spectacles
they were worn thin now and only looked inward.

Nuclear weapons were threatening
the circuitry of a million neurons,
a conceptual forest of wooden perceptions
had been targeted...

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go out in the field with that 
helmeted Go-Pro and press the button,
not that little clearing beside the building
but the field as wide as it is far, far out

look up and stream the dark washed...

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The motorcycle rooooooooared~~~~~
Like a ravenous lion 
	Over fresh kill, prancing, charging, pacing
It
	Moved through the hoard
Of migrating tourists, frightening the tamer
	More passive vagabonds
Lumbering
	Forward
		On cruise-control
The nameless helmeted driver
Melded with his machine,
	Head down. Spine arched, 
arms extended on...

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Like a bolt of lightning it did come
From the top of the hill near the Murray gum,
Wilbur's wheeled wardrobe built for speed,
Racing past where the dairy cattle feed.

There was Wilbur straining at the wheel
As he...

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Hey, helmeted heads and masked faces
Just doff your boring accessories
Come step into this secluded place
Which makes your mundane minds go crazy  
On watery leaves, these little birds glide
Roistering the plain sailing water ride
There, the...

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They each have a yellow extension,
Sure there is much more to mention,
Each is known to do a lot to protect,
Neither is known to get much respect.

The Helmeted Hornbill lives in the trees,
Watch out because they...

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A tugboat, a ferry, a Circle Line cruise
All chug by on the river, for me to peruse.
A breeze gently blows as the waves settle down
As I soak it all up here on my side of...

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Nature abhors a vacuum,
Loathes right angles,
 But reveres the Corona.
For Nature so loved the corona
It  dirked  the  form 
Atop the penile shaft
Rendering the shape
Like a helmeted soldier
Leading the charge.
Nature bequeathed the Corona
Unto...

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